i'm scared.
life would be much simpler without human interaction.
then again it would lose its element of fun.
i detest when there's trust involved.
where flesh becomes raw and uncovered.
so susceptible to disease.
yes call me selfish.
its only because i'm afraid.


i dont require your comprehension.
i just need your safe, unwavering perception.
thats all i'm asking for.


now i get it.
i get what i was.
but i will not repeat.
no not for you.
just another one in the vast.
nothing more than.
you make me scoff your defects.


i am an effective waster of time.
guess you didnt cherish what you could've had.


and yes everyone has their black treasure chests.


one day i'll fly away
leave all this to yesterday
why live life from dream to dream
and dread the day when dreaming ends.

perfection at 3:53 PM